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Tom and I were having a long session yesterday. The first hour or so was nasty – poor vibe, crappy girls, dead sets. But as usually happens we started to hit our stride and get some better luck with the quality of girls appearing in front of us. This was my last set before our afternoon intermission (more to follow).

I see this girl padding softly down the street with her arse swishing from side to side. Immediately my spider sense triggers. I say to Tom “that girl is ovulating” and then dodge through traffic to chase her down.

0:08 – It was her vibe that made me decide to go strongly sexual in the subcommunication. She is showing lots of skin and walking with a soft lilt. This girl feels horny.

0:15 – A mild version of the “Russian Minute” commences now. It’s one-minute of bullshit and stern looks to see if I’m the piggy in a house of bricks or the piggy in a house of straw….

0:33 – …. but because she’s horny there’s still encouraging signals for a man calibrated enough to read them. Usually these girls stare you down harder.

0:53 – Stack into conversation so I don’t kill the opener. She gives me an easy way to show defiance on her country of origin.

1:16 – Note the hair IOIs beginning. You’ll see as the set progress this isn’t just a reaction to the wind. Watch.

1:26 – The stack is playful and hints at sexual themes. She’s heating up with the eye flirting and mouth pursing.

1:36 – She’s a pussy cat now. Her testing has given her the answer she wanted and now she wants to be led and toyed with.

1:51 – Framing her. She loves it.

1:56 – The IOI moves from her hair to her arm scratching….

2:03 – …and on to the lips

2:14 – I am providing order, structure and leadership to the conversation. I’m not just bouncing around. Often it takes longer to reach this point but she hooked hard and sexual so I go right in.

2:35 – Comfort

2:59 – Was that David Cameron just walking past?

3:24 – Allowing pauses to work the tension and she either invests into the gaps or we get a nice sexual silence. Win-win.

3:34 – No, it’s Michael Schumacher

3:42 – We’ll call that an IOI

5:08 – There’s no need to verbalise fucking. We’ve already agreed subsconsiously that it’s “on”. Now we just have to figure out if we can move through the remaining stages to sex without fucking up or logistical barriers.

6:01 – Usually this would be a set to bounce to an instant date but I had an appointment I was already late for.

If I’d gone for the instant date I’d have said I have a 50/50 change to bang her, but I wasn’t up for it.

There’s not much more to add so I’ll skip to the close and the epilogue. I have to close her quick because my soon-to-be-new-girlfriend is due to arrive in London in a few days and will be living at my house. So I don’t really want to be bringing girls back when she’s there. Hence I rush this one and strong-arm the Spaniard to jump on the bus the next morning.

It’s the first time I’ve had a girl come to my house based purely on the internet and already DTF without having to run the usual seduction game. She arrives all dressed up, sexy underwear and as you’ll see from the video her mind is in that curious sexual state of anticipation from the moment she steps off the bus. I do her the decency of pouring a drink, showing her the house, and then chatting for twenty minutes so she doesn’t feel any more slutty than she already feels.

Then fast escalation, no LMR. It’s typical fuckbuddy sex – wild, unconstrained, and she does everything I tell her to. So I collect my anal and cum-on-face flags. She’s a surprisingly good lay – very intense. The moment I finish it becomes a chore to keep her around so I ask her to show me her prior boyfriends on Facebook. I notice they all look the same – Aussie / Kiwi, black hair, and basically good-looking versions of Big Toe. So I start DHVing him. A couple of days later she’s on FB chat with me angling for a repeat performance:

Me: You like Aussies, right?

Her: Yes. Have you got one for me hahahahaa

Me: Actually, yes

After that it’s easy – I suggest them as friends and Toe takes over. Within two days she’s in his bedroom with her tits out. He just a2m’d her last night. My work here is done….

P.S. – The post-script is she has totally gone over to Toe. She still chats to me on FB but has lost all sexual interest in me.

I was out doing some day-creeping yesterday and the last girl was this rather spritely English / Indian lass. The whole interaction was a bit weird and didn’t fit the model. She hooked easily before I even finished the opener and was giving back with the banter and fun, so a delight to talk to. However my sexual vibe had been off all day so I was getting myself into interactions that we’re chill, fun and lively – but not really man-woman. Take a look….

You’ll see she was just in the mood for a chat at the beginning and her character is bubbly and giving. I tease her hard for a while, which keeps her animated and doesn’t allow her to get the upper hand. She’s clearly used to being in control of conversations through her energy alone. Then after about five minutes my frame starts to win out over hers and she qualifies harder and seeks more rapport – e.g. when she does that little jingly dance, I give her no reaction, and she starts giggling and stacks forwards. She’s into me now but I’m expecting subtle frame control games. Not because she’s a psycho or attention whore – I think they’ll be fun and naive frame control games.

I recently discussed how wing rules fit into the lifestyle of high value men. Here’s the example that inspired the post. I get a call from one of my gang on a Saturday night. He’s managed to get a top target out for drinks on a Day 2 but she’s insisting on bringing her friend. I’ve already arranged to take my girlfriend out so I decide it might be fun for her to watch wing work in action, and I can help my friend out and preselect him with my girl. So we jump in the bus and away we go. I’ll let him give the full field report……..

• I met this chick in [bar name]. The opener was very friendly, quirky and sexual “you look very tasty and I want a bite off your arm.” or words to that effect. I held onto her legs saying: look I am not off balance, I am just find your legs fucking sexy. It hit and I took her for a shot at the bar telling her that I won’t hit on her that night but next time. I made a mistake by talking about old relationships but was abe to turn it around and use it later against her. I didn’t make out with her. Just turned her around to check out her ass. She was very compliant to requests from the start.

Looks like this and of equal quality

• Text messages were exchanged. Nothing too crazy and nothing too boring. She bit on the crazy surreal statements and on the sexual hook that she missed out because we went on partying.

• The day 2 started with me meeting her and her Slovak friend in [West London]. We went to the Burger King and the vibe was a little bit awkward at the beginning. We were waiting for Krauser and his gf and when they arrived we went to a nearby pub for a pint. They paid theirs and we paid ours. Once outside, Krauser gave me perfect full attention and started creating the comfort which was missing. My girl opened up strongly when we talked about Brazil and the music and the dancing. It was a very authenticand real vibe with a few attraction spikes tossed in. They bit on it and the vibe improved. Krauser did a great job at DHVing me, creating comfort, giving me social proof, while letting me be the player. I had the alpha position leaning against the wall.

• We walked to [bar / club] and went into the pub next to it. Krauser gave me the seat that I needed: next to my girl. He started occupying the Slovak girl and I went straight into flipping the script. They had bought me a drink as we started playing it by the round. The first bit of game I ran was a very passive and subtle. I DHVed by talking about promoting and the fake girls that are beautiful and that I need more than just good looks. Talked about burlesque clubs and mixed clubs (freedom bar). We started to connect and I leaned back as she started to go off into a massive investment. Her body language was very sexual and she was leaning in strongly, her eyes were sparkly. I simply did seductive listening with eye fucking. My face was very plain, no nodding and very unreactive. I gave her the occasional naughty smile to bait more investment and she did. We went outside for a smoke and her friend followed. I gave Krauser a massive DHV by telling her that he is a real friend: a friend that you can call at 5 in the morning when you are in trouble. I befriended her in a very real sense. If I was “gaming” one would have said I disarmed her, but it wasn’t necessary because they were genuine and interested in the first place.

• We went to [lounge bar] where I bought a round of watermellon martinis. We talked about what they like best about each other in terms of character qualities, playfully whispering into one girls’ ear at the time, intriguing them. That gave me the chance to ask what they like about me (love this routine because they verbalise why you are so great). They both said I’m very friendly, sociable, easy going and that they have never met a [guy] like that. Krauser was sitting with his gf letting me run the set. The vibe was strong: seductive, fun and authentic, while a strong genuine connection was built.

• Krauser went home at midnight and the first moment came where I had to run real game. We went outside, they didn’t want to pay entrance fees and I didn’t know a bar where you could go without paying entrance. They relied on me. One of them said: we can call it a night. I said: no girls, it is way to early to call it a night. Follow me. I just started leading towards [new location]. They followed. We went into the little bar next to the station that looks a bit Carribean. It was a blessing because the vibe there was a dream. A guy singing and playing the guitar. We were seated at the bar on stools. I was in the middle and the girls left and right of me so I could shift attention as I pleased. We had a few drinks and it got naughtier. A few AMOGs came in but I blew them out hard. A guy trying to solve logistics by asking: so how do you guys know each other. I blew him out by bringing it to sexual absurdity (in his world at least): “oh, nothing special. On a Friday we do the usual threesome and on a Tuesday I fuck them seperately.” Then a chair fall over at the other side of the room and I just said: oh shit! My intent was to guide the girls RAS (attention) to the new thing which meant that they were to back turn him. Then I caught their attention to keep him backturned. It worked. He simply walked off. Similar thing happened outside as we left. It was horrible to see the guy crumble, but I will make you look like an idiot if you try to interfere with my set. To the guy outside I just said: ok, cool. Anyway girls, let’s go and just led them away from him. Again I put him into spectator mode by asking the Slovak to do that dance again. By then she was already a bit drunk and did it. The guy had to watch and I asked him to join but he didn’t dare=massive value drop because not able to hang and be part of the group.

• I built more comfort by talking about a canal adventure walking from Camden to Paddington (little venice). My girl loved it and the future projection felt very solid.

• Physically I did a lot of side-way hugging with cheek on cheek contact. The eye fucking was always there. I touched her leg a few times but didn’t do anything crazy or forward. Not because I didn’t dare to but because I didn’t want to escalate in the wrong location. I had the feeling that I could have, but I thought: what’s the point. I know I can kiss her. I told her that we are going to have to delay the kissing one more time and smiled. Not sure she really listened when I said it and I could have escalated more. But at least I didn’t blow the sexual tension while she still knows that I am a sexual guy. I pulled her friend’s hair hard one time just to show them that I can be sexually aggressive. I gave her the RJ neck massage and stroked her behind the ear. I spanked the Slovak’s hand one time. The only thing I could have done better is not the intensity of the sexual escalation, but the direction: I should have directed it more to my girl instead of the Slovak. I did give them 50:50 but 80:20 would have been better. My aim was to show them that I have balls to escalate but that I won’t do it when her friend is around because there is no point. I also wanted to avoid the sexual predator box. It feels like I succeeded but I could have done a bit more sexual escalation. Knowing that sexual escalating is my problem (i.e. I am too forward usually) I chose to play it safe.

• The best mid-game bit was me biting on the Slovak’s “social trap” by asking me if I had ever done anything completely crazy. I said: yes, a threesome. The look in their eyes was funny. Like: oh my god, he is weird. So I calibrated it. I said: I had a threesome 10 years ago with my gf and her best friend. It wasn’t one of these lets-just-fuck threesomes. We had a very strong sexual connection. We were laying in bed and the girls started kissing. Then one thing led to another. They were both leaning on me and we pleasured one after the other all night long. It wasn’t akward at all the next day. They spazzed out and got very turned on.

• The next golden moment was when my girl asked me if I fancied her Slovak friend and that she doesn’t have a problem with it. The best thing to do would have been to say: Don’t get me wrong, I really like her but I didn’t ask you to bring her on our date. Now you have to deal with it (while leaning in with the last sentence). What I did was that I said: Hmmm, maybe. Who knows. She kept trying to tease me and I didn’t bite. I just played it very vague but giving her clear signals that she is the one I am after. It was playful and obvious.

• The time came to leave. I showed them where their bus is. Her friend gave us a minute alone. I reminded her about our little adventure, gave her a kiss on the cheek

Conclusion

I like girls that are not playing games. They were sociable, open-minded, sexual and easy going. No game was needed. Yet, she wasn’t a “yes” girl. A good wing with set rules who knows what he is doing is key. Without Krauser handling the akwardness at the beginning and taking the Slovak on for a bit, I would have had a much harder time. No game is needed if you are dealing with girls of high self-esteem. A genuine connection is much better. If you meet two girls and one is your target direct 80% of your sexual attraction to the target. Do your escalation on her and not on her friend.

Quick summary is I street-opened her last summer, had a Day 2 that went nowhere, and then just occasional non-sexual facebook chat. Something changed in her circumstances and suddenly I was able to sexualise quickly. Here is the next stage, one day after she’d agreed to the booty call. This is the full chat from when she opens me. You’ll notice I’m bulldozing all objections and while it’s extreme “pull” with very little push, I don’t start begging. The frame is “we both want this, so now I will make it happen, pushing past your coyness.” Not the tightest game but I didn’t want her wasting my time. She came the next day and I banged her.

Her: pervert

Me: sure…… are you in a taxi?

Her: yes

Me: cool tell him [my postcode] I’ll have the tea ready

Her: haha i told u maybe sunday i’m tired now

Me: I might be tired on Sunday I’m full of energy now, and I’m gonna be home all evening jump in a taxi

Her: but i’m not full of energy now

Me: sleep in the taxi

Her: hahaha its not comfortable

Me: no problem for the first hour, you can lie down on my bed as we drink something, and watch TV

Her: i’ll probably fall sleep

Me: perhaps then after an hour I’ll rip your clothes off bite and grab you kiss you a bit slap your ass and put my cock in you and fuck your brains out then make another cup of tea

Her: u are a tea obsessed!

Me: true get a taxi now text me when you are inside it I’ll expect you around 9pm

The highest social priority in a man’s life should be to earn the mutual respect of other high-value men. I call it the Rat Pack Life. It is in stark contrast to the low-value cretins and fakers who either have nobody’s respect or (barely better) they have the adoration of morons.

Consider Robbie Williams. He can’t sing, can’t dance, doesn’t write his material, and is basically talentless. He does have good looks and charisma so combine that with a fortuitous chain of events and suddenly he’s a superstar singing on stage in front of 20,000 adoring fans in RobbieFest, about 2/3s of whom are young nubile women, many of them pretty. Is that good?

Well, not to be sniffed at for sure. But how come he ended up a messed-up coked-up alcoholic in rehab whereas many other famous people did not. I think the parable of the Emperor’s New Clothes is instructive. Put simply, there was a massive incongruence between the public image of Robbie that he had to live up to, and the reality that he knew. He was a faker. But the morons in the audience were too moronic to know this. Cognitive dissonance and self-worth issues ensue.

"where did it all go wrong...?"

In contrast consider some genuine artists and accomplished men. These guys form natural rat packs of other high-achieving men. They hang out in a modern version of the hunting band. This is where a real sense of belonging comes from. Think George Clooney and his gang. No rehab for them. I think of it this way:

No amount of adoration from morons, no matter how many of them, can substitute for the mutual respect of a high value man.

Your goal in life should be to create your own rat pack. Seek out and befriend high value men. Gather around each other and live a life of epic coolness. The girls will come a distant second, but they will come. You don’t have to worry about your frame when you have your pack. It solidifies your inner game. Get the guys together, agree wing rules, and own the world with your awesomeness.

Aha, I mentioned wing rules. Finally I have arrived at the purpose of this post. Any time you go out with a wing you must have rules of engagement. Two or more guys operating in perfect harmony with a clear purpose can wreak havoc on untapped pussy. I’m reminded of a common sight in Estonia while I was there with Big Toe. I’d sometimes hang out at a “foreigners bar” while he was in the burrito shop stuffing his face. On at least four separate occasions the same scene played out before my eyes:

Four or more Brits on a stag do, clearly in sexual poverty where the only hot girls they see disrobe after receiving payment, are drunk outside a bar

A lone stripper approaches to rope them into her club by showering them with fake IOIs and leading them by the nose

Men are so blown away by the (fake) sexual attention of a halfway-decent woman that their tongues hang out and they metaphorically slit each other’s throats trying to clamber across each other’s corpses to get the attention of a woman they just met

Stripper struggles to hide her disgust that a group of guys who may have been friends for years will so quickly throw each other under a bus at the faintest whiff of pussy.

This is extremely low value behaviour. Girls are hard-wired to seek access to all-male groups and then wreck them with jealously plots. Consider pimp stables, football teams, Working Mens Clubs, the leading positions of civilisation….

Don’t fall for that shit. You can only get one notch from a girl. A good wing will get you 20 notches and boost the quality of your life in immeasureable ways by participating in the Rat Pack Life. No girls in the treehouse!

walking to the treehouse

Here are some basic rules of winging.

Whoever opens the set is the Player. Everyone else is a Wing. The Player owns the set and plays it however he wants.

The Wing’s job is to get the Player laid. At all times the Wing’s thoughts are towards moving the set in this direction.

The Player is in the set and doing most of the work to carry it. He’s also outcome dependent because he’s trying to fuck the Target. This affords the Wing the unique position of third-party observation and thus the ability to see things the Player can’t, and make adjustments on the fly.

The Player is always right. Never ever disagree with him and never take the Target or Obstacle’s side in a disagreement or tease.

When the Player talks, the Wing shuts up immediately and listens. The Player always has the Wing’s full attention. This includes the subtletly of turning your body and feet to face the Player

Wherever the best position is, the Player has it. If the Wing finds himself in that position by accident he contrives a reason to swap it with the Player.

Never ever force the Player to the edges of the group or conversation. There will be a clear centre of energy in the interaction. Make sure the Player is it, not you or the girls.

The Wing defers to the Player in subtle ways. For example he complies with the Player’s requests and looks to the Player for leadership (e.g. where to go for the next bounce)

The Wing throws softballs to the Player to hit out of the park (e.g. “You’ve been to Rio too haven’t you?”)

I’ll post up a field report soon of wingwork in action from a set last night.

I think people are too obsessed with kino. It’s really not very important outside of the nightclub environment. The key to getting a girl across the sexual rubicon is to flip the switches in her hindbrain to make her feel that motion-towards of “I want this guy inside me”. The forebrain won’t help you much – think of it as a guarddog protecting the property and then just toss it enough bones to keep it distracted and quiet. When you start kinoing a girl you are unequivocally telling her hindbrain that you are chasing her – this will still work but it’s carrying her across the sexual rubicon not enticing her to make the leap herself.

I believe this is a crucial component in why most guys I know cannot achievehand in their relationships. They set the frame in the beginning that they are chasing and she is the prize.

I like to multi-task my verbal escalation so that I can build comfort, show vulnerability, DHV, master her intellectually, heat her up, anchor her sexual feelings to me, while showing her a very easy path towards sexual gratification. I shot this video to give an example. The how-to explanation is in my book.

We begin the question game about 15 minutes after sitting down for a drink, after we’d had ten minutes shopping and before that ten minutes in the initial approach. This is a delayed instant date. Our total time since the cold approach was 35 minutes – that’s how quick you can go into this material if all the planets have aligned for you.

Things to look for in the video:

My vocal tone is flat and calm. I’ve not got my tongue hanging out all excited to be talking about sex.

I’m not propositioning her yet. The overt frame is we are getting to know each other. The escalation is a side bonus.

I am genuinely interested in her attitudes towards sex and she can feel it’s authentic

There is no judgement about morally good / bad. She feels free to open up

I begin relatively light and then keep going deeper and dirtier. It’s a smooth progression.

Her questions tell me alot about what she is interested about in me. In particular it allows me to preselect and also share deep rapport. Yes, you can get rapport during dirty talk.

Later that night she opened me on Facebook for more talk, then again the next day. She’s on the hook.